8 thoughts on “One word . . . .”

  1. Omarosa grew up in Youngstown, Ohio…I knew there was something familiar about that attitude…having misspent the better part of my young adulthood in Youngstown…she truly screwed Kwame

  2. You know, I tried hard to avoid that whole thing, but my wife got hooked into it. Yes, she absolutely screwed him. The really sad part is, she made out like a bandit because of it. Maybe she knew she couldn’t possibly win, and decided to go for notorious instead.

  3. You know, I tried hard to avoid that whole thing, but my wife got hooked into it.
    uh huh…sure…you seem to know a fair bit about it for a reluctant observer…admit it Slarti…you’re a reality show junkie!

  4. But only because of the sociological aspects, I swear.
    uh huh…nothing about the sweaty women in bikini’s there at all, eh?

  5. TV is E V I L . . . 😉
    I keep my intake to about three hours a week. This makes amends for having watched such shows as Charlies Angels, Riptide, The Cosby Show and Nightingales, which destroyed braincells decades earlier. I am fully aware that I now will be missing the latest cultural and generational imprinting performed by television and its commercials. I’ll never know if Jessica Simpson sounds like Vanna White and I’ll have nothing to talk about round the watercooler. Only one episode of one reality show (survivor) to reminisce about. Alas. 😉

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